I Am

I am the only wine
    Strong enough to make you blotto,
    The only cure to your illness.
    I know thou art mighty and strong
    Only because I am here,
    For you. With you.
    And only I, could be the reason
    You are weak, again.
    Only I could make you whole
    Even when I am the reason
    You need to be complete.

    I made you a fool,
    But i am the only reason
    You are seen as sane.
    I am your foolery, your wisdom

    I am the one behind your breathing
    That counteracts rhythm.
    I am the only beauty
    That can get you uglily insane.
    Into my eyes you look
    To be whole again.
    But here I am; the only reason
    You ever needed healing.

desirelovewomenfree verse

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